Dam seems very pleased to see that even though Mr. Clock, TV, clock,TV. Gay sex . . . …At 4:59:30 a bright, brassy orchestra with a peppy chorus sings about ‘there’s something new, down here in D-F-W, it’s the all-new channel 13 Morning Show.’ I look at Bradley, surprised because I hadn’t heard that jingle before. The change of routine took more energy that we realized at the time.I phone Molly, my assistant news director, to find out how things went while Bradley and I were away. I pull him up into a sitting position, his arms wrapped around my back, chest pressing against chest. We hungrily kiss getting hornier by the second. I put him back down and tell him, “Get on all fours so I can eat and tongue-fuck your asshole.” He loves it when I talk dirty to him. He says it makes him feel like a slut and dominated. He says things were pretty normal all weekend. I know nothing about TV but that four-hour morning show is more than I could have envisioned.
